<table border=0 width=100%><tr valign=top><td nowrap></td><td><p><b>You say, </b>'Hail'
<br><b>Lord Searfire says </b>'Greetings!  May the glory of Solusek Ro burn in your veins.  I am the forge master of this temple.  Called to service by the Burning Prince.  Should you ever need my service and find me gone. have no fear. I shall return.  I must occasionally venture to other realms in service of the temple.  I shall always return. this is my eternal home.'
<p><b>You say, </b>'ronium'
<br><b>Lord Searfire says </b>'You seek ronium.  It is a fine blend of metals.  I alone hold the secret of its formula.  I, and I alone, can offer it to those who serve this temple.  Do you wish a [bar of the alloy]?'
<p><b>You say, </b>'bar of the alloy'
<br><b>Lord Searfire says </b>'There is much service to Ro which you must perform.  I cannot trust you until you have proven your worth to us.  Seek service within this temple or join the crusade within the desert of Ro.'
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